What Do I Now?

Never seek to speak the Now

The now that can be explained
Is the learned now.

The now that can be described
Is the coffee table now.

The now that can be spoken
Is the siren of death.

Never seek to speak the Now
Now unspoken is
For the gentle breeze
Brushes the cheek
And silently sounds in the ever-distant heart.

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